Chapter 1209 It's Strange if You Don't Understand

This is a quaint and quiet small village.

Just after dawn, smoke was rising from the chimneys of every household. If you listen carefully, you can still hear the voice of the hostess calling the family to have breakfast.

After a while, the laughter of the children sounded from all the alleys. They either made an appointment to catch ice fish together, or went skating on the lake.

Then the adults of a certain family yelled "be careful".

Along the way, I only met a few children.

A moment ago he was laughing and you pushed me and I slapped you, but the next second he saw Ye Wan and He Sichen, as if he saw two uninvited guests, and he shrank against the wall with a full face of vigilance.

A pair of clear eyes stared at the faces of He Shichen and Ye Wan without blinking.

When he reached the end of the village, Ye Wan turned around and saw He Sichen talking to those children.

I don't know what he said, but the children all showed bright smiles.

Then, He Sichen took out a handful of candies from his pocket.

Those are mints at the front desk of the hotel, but in the eyes of the children in the village, they seem to be gilded and become good things from the city.

Even so, the children were not greedy, and each took one.

"Miss Wan..."

Walking back to Ye Wan's side, He Sichen's face turned pale, "I can understand their dialect."

The big boy's eyes were full of apprehension, as if there was a black hole in front of him.

One step forward, even he himself couldn't tell what it would be.

"I can understand it too."

Ye Wan smiled, and reached out to pat He Sichen's head, "You have lived in Licheng for so many years, I would be surprised if you don't understand."

"gone……"

Ye Wan turned around and patted the black wooden door mottled with time, "Hello, is there anyone?"

"I'm coming……"

There was a sound from the yard, and a woman with yellow and black complexion who looked like an old man was actually a middle-aged woman opened the door.

"Auntie, is there a place to eat near here? A small restaurant or a small shop or something.

"

Ye Wan asked with a bright smile.

A beautiful girl with a smile brighter than the morning sun.

When talking, he touched his stomach intentionally or unintentionally, and he knew he was hungry at a glance.

The woman shook her head, "You only have to go to the town to eat."

Sure enough, as soon as she opened her mouth, the girl showed surprise on her face.

The woman rubbed her hands in embarrassment, "If you don't mind, you can come to my house to have some food. I just made breakfast."

"Really can?"

The girl's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand to grab the big boy who hadn't spoken for a long time, "Chen, hurry up, thank you, auntie!"

"thanks."

The dull male voice couldn't resist that handsome face. The woman smiled and walked away to invite the two of them in, while shouting loudly: "His father, his father, there are guests at home."

There are many ethnic minorities in Licheng, and even those fashionable passers-by in the city center, nine out of ten are ethnic minorities.

Not to mention the small village with simple folk customs at the moment.

When Ye Wan and He Sichen entered the room, the simple-faced man at the table stood up awkwardly, and put away the cigarette pouch in his hand.

"Are you... are you here to travel?"

The man asked, but his hands were not idle. He took two chairs from the small room next to him and put them beside the square table.

On the other side, the woman had already brought out two bowls of golden mung bean and millet porridge.

On the table, there was a plate of leftovers from last night, and a plate of kohlrabi in red oil that had just been fished out of the jar and mixed.

"Are you starving? Eat first..."

The woman put the porridge bowl and turned around and went into the kitchen again, with the sound of prickly oil accompanied by the wafting aroma.

After a few minutes, the woman came out again with two plates in her hand.

Scrambled eggs with golden shallots.

And a thick stack of golden slightly burnt potato shredded cakes.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly..."

The woman gave way enthusiastically, picked up a piece of cake with chopsticks and handed it to Ye Wan.

But when his eyes touched the yellow and blackened chopsticks in his hand, he flinched.

Ye Wan had already reached out to take it, "Can I eat it with my hands?"

"Yes, yes, of course."

The woman's smile grew brighter.

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